Thursday, January 06, 2005
prior to my return to academia...
It's been a lovely, busy few days. Youngest sister and I have been busy puzzling out a CSI mystery, curling (she as skip, me as spectator and official monkey clothier), and lunching with friends, which is quite eerie for me--they are all 16-17 years old now, and I have known a number of them since they were 4 or 5, and my goodness, are they all old. Youngest is also the local high school's athlete of month. Not sure where the athletic gene came from--it is distinctly possible that she is a throwback, as they would say in the 19th century.
Went to the Huronia Museum's Film Series last night with my nerdish compatriots to see Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself. The first thing that I should say about this film is that it is a collaborative effort between Scotland and Denmark; and really, what could be better than that? The Teen Nerd Squad and I enjoyed ourselves enormously (possibly more than other people there) and we even got to see the part of Glasgow where I threw up on the street back in 2003. Ah, memories. A few minor hiccups aside, Wilbur is a subtly realized, but enormously powerful movie...perhaps a bit in the vein of the delicious Harold and Maude.
Guys, I really want a socktopus.